We wait
We wait, and we think, and we suffer for the thought that we wait for the unknown truth. We wait to hear the answer to a question, holding hope for something good to come. All the while, we’re left with the swirling thoughts in our head. And every day that goes by, that hope dims; the wait becomes longer and longer, all for an answer that may never come.
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